Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

Because of his suspension and investigation, Wen Haowen could not participate in the operation and management of the Wen Corporation, let alone participate in any decisions of the corporation, so he had been decadent recently.

He issued a statement to the media, severing his father-daughter relationship with Wen Xinya and threatening to drive her out of the Wen family. He originally thought that this would have a negative impact on her and her reputation would be greatly diminished. And her position as acting chairman and association with the affairs of the Wen Corporation would be not as justified.

However, what he never expected was that his behavior did not have any impact on Wen Xinya but made him a laughingstock for everyone, who reviled him.

Wen Haowen felt that life was gloomy.

The reporters monitored him tightly. He did not dare to go look for Yang Ziyu, but Yang Ziyu was about to reach her due date in 20 days. In a depressed mood, he had been out drinking all day long and was often drunk.

Twelve in the morning!

Wen Haowen was awakened by a harsh phone call. He had a headache due to his drunken state and his eyes were sore. He could not help but scold at the person internally and did not intend to answer the phone.

However, the harsh ringing of the mobile phone sounded particularly clear in the silent night, constantly damaging his eardrum, worsening his headache. He fumbled for his mobile phone and stumbled to pick it up.

“Hello—”

There was a long silence on the phone, and then there was strange laughter.

Wen Haowen was shocked and suddenly woke up. He sat up from the bed and snarled into the phone. “Hey, hey, hey, who are you? Stop pretending to be a ghost and say your name.”

Hearing such a horrible and weird laughter suddenly in the middle of the night almost scared him to death.

At this time, Wen Haowen was bold.

“Wen Haowen, don’t you even remember my voice?” The husky voice, with its weird sharpness, stood out in the quiet night.

“Are you Ning Shuqian?” Wen Haowen’s mind cleared, his eyes widened suddenly, and he exclaimed incredulously, “Ning Shuqian, aren’t you in a mental hospital? What other tricks do you have?”

Wen Haowen felt a little strange.

Ning Shuqian was sent to a psychiatric hospital for treatment. The psychiatric hospital was completely closed to the outside world. How could Ning Shuqian call him?

He instinctively felt something was wrong but could not tell what.

“Why are you so nervous? I just want to tell you an old story. Although we are divorced now, we still were once a couple…”

Not long ago, she received a notice from the court telling her that her marriage relationship with Wen Haowen had been suspended.

After learning this news, Ning Shuqian went completely crazy.

She could not bear how after Wen Haowen divorced her, he would live and sleep with that bitch Yang Ziyu.

“Shut up. I have nothing to do with you this crazy woman. Don’t call me again.”

Wen Haowen’s was crazily mad. If it were not for the slut Ning Shuqian, he would not have caused such a scandal. He would not be the victim of Wen Xinya’s calculations and be suspended by the shareholders for investigation.

“I went to see your son just now, in Yang Ziyu’s belly. It was as big as a ball, rolling. I even touched him. He was so quiet. When I touched him, he didn’t move…”

Ning Shuqian held the phone in her hand, her face was crazy and distorted, but her voice was gentle, and there was a strange coolness that made him numb, especially the meaning revealed behind her words, which made things even more frightening.

“Ning Shuqian, tell me clearly, what exactly do you mean?”

Wen Haowen was a little disturbed but overall calm.

Ning Shuqian was being treated in a mental hospital. It was impossible for her to go out. The location of the villa where Yang Ziyu lived in was very hidden. How could Ning Shuqian find Yang Ziyu, she was simply bluffing him intentionally.

He instinctively did not believe her.

“I pushed Yang Ziyu gently and she rolled down the stairs like a ball, rolling, screaming, and crying for help. There was a lot of blood… It was like when you made me lose my child and I was lying down in a pool of blood. It looks terrible, hehehehe…”

Ning Shuqian’s hospital coat was covered with Yang Ziyu’s blood, and she was giggling, her voice sharp like a knife, proud, mad, crazy…

Whenever she thought of the image of Yang Ziyu desperately struggling and helplessly crying for help lying in a pool of blood, she felt happy.

“Ning Shuqian, you crazy woman, I think you are completely crazy!”

Ning Shuqian’s horrible laughter caused Wen Haowen’s heart to speed up, and the anxiety in his heart deepened, but he believed that Ning Shuqian intentionally frightened him in order to take revenge.

Ning Shuqian was already mad. There was nothing rational about a lunatic, and naturally, there was nothing she could not do.

“Hahahaha… so much blood, your child is now probably in hell with my son! Hahahahaha…”

Ning Shuqian laughed madly, making her deformed face even more horrifying. She was wearing a blue and white coat stained with blood, sitting on a bench in the park, and the darkness hid her body, making her look like a female ghost.

That’s right, female ghost!

She was a female ghost who got up from hell for revenge.

Making those who harmed her all go to hell.

“Ning Shuqian, I warn you, you’d better stay in the asylum. If you dare to hurt my son, I will kill you. A mere crazy mental patient, I have many ways to make you completely disappear from the world.”

Because he was drinking, Wen Haowen’s temper was very irritable at this moment, and Ning Shuqian’s madness completely got into his head, messing with his sanity as he growled wildly into the phone.

At the same time, he faintly wanted to murder Ning Shuqian.

In addition, this motive for murder kept brewing and soaring, making Wen Haowen feel that Ning Shuqian would continue to threaten him as long as she was alive.

After all, Ning Shuqian was crazy. A lunatic was completely irrational and would not bear legal responsibility no matter what she did. If he really did something to her, the blame would land on him.

“Wen Haowen, you murderer, you killed your child with your own hands. I saw a lot of blood on his body, and he kept crying ‘Mom, it hurt so much’, ‘Mom, save me’, ‘Mom, I don’t want to die’. You deserve to die…”

Ning Shuqian’s voice echoed in the night.

Wen Haowen did not know why, but he suddenly felt stunned and cold.